'acquainted with the night'

i have been one acquainted with the night

i have walked out in rain and back in rain

i have outwalked the furthest city light

 

i have looked down the saddest city lane

i have passed by the watchman on his beat

and dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain

 

i have stood still and stopped the sound of feet

when far away an interrupted cry

came over houses from another street

 

but not to call me back or say good-bye

and further still at an unearthly height

a luminary clock against the sky

 

proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right

i have been one acquainted with the night

 

robert frost | 'acquainted with the night'

 

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Done